Characters of Shakespeare's PlaysWells and Lilly, 1818 - 323 sidor |
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Sida 45
... wife on the doubtful intelligence of Banquo's taking off , with the encouragement- " Then be thou jocund : ere the bat has flown his cloistered flight ; ere to black Hecate's summons the shard - born beetle has rung night's yawning peal ...
... wife on the doubtful intelligence of Banquo's taking off , with the encouragement- " Then be thou jocund : ere the bat has flown his cloistered flight ; ere to black Hecate's summons the shard - born beetle has rung night's yawning peal ...
Sida 47
... wife , and by prophetick warnings . Fate and metaphysical aid conspire against his virtue and his loyalty . Richard , on the contrary , needs no prompter , but wades through a series of crimes to the height of his ambition from the un ...
... wife , and by prophetick warnings . Fate and metaphysical aid conspire against his virtue and his loyalty . Richard , on the contrary , needs no prompter , but wades through a series of crimes to the height of his ambition from the un ...
Sida 48
... wife in the boldness and bloodiness of his enter- prises , while she for want of the same stimulus of action , is " troubled with thick coming fancies that rob her of her rest , " goes mad and dies . Macbeth endeavours to escape from ...
... wife in the boldness and bloodiness of his enter- prises , while she for want of the same stimulus of action , is " troubled with thick coming fancies that rob her of her rest , " goes mad and dies . Macbeth endeavours to escape from ...
Sida 58
... wife ; As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart " - is justified by her whole behaviour . Portia's breath- less impatience to learn the event of the conspiracy , in the dialogue with Lucius , is full of passion . The ...
... wife ; As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart " - is justified by her whole behaviour . Portia's breath- less impatience to learn the event of the conspiracy , in the dialogue with Lucius , is full of passion . The ...
Sida 66
... wife ! My wife ! What wife ? I have no wife . Oh insupportable ! Oh heavy hour ! " This happens before he is assured of her inno- cence ; but afterwards his remorse is as dreadful as his revenge has been , and yields only to fixed 66 ...
... wife ! My wife ! What wife ? I have no wife . Oh insupportable ! Oh heavy hour ! " This happens before he is assured of her inno- cence ; but afterwards his remorse is as dreadful as his revenge has been , and yields only to fixed 66 ...
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Characters of Shakespeare's Plays: & Lectures on the English Poets William Hazlitt Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1920 |
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Sida 179 - This royal throne of kings, this scept'red isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea...
Sida 129 - And ye, that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites...
Sida 54 - That Tiber trembled underneath her banks To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire, And do you now cull out a holiday, And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Begone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Sida 253 - I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by' the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
Sida 256 - Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
Sida 297 - Thou art by no means valiant; For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm : Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more, Thou art not thyself...
Sida 320 - When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope.
Sida 171 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses,- and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Sida 172 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Sida 156 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...